The Old Man

The old man came with an old basket
In his left hand he had a jewellery casket
He was tired under the shade he had to rest
As he took a rest on his head lay a big cricket
His thoughts were far as he was listening to his radio cassette
But in speaking English he was eloquent

Ezra Onyancha
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/07/2020

Poet's note: This poem is for young generation and it's for entertainment
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